All Chapters of Mated To My Lycan Stepbrothers: Chapter 381 - Chapter 390

SIERRAThe room felt so heavy, like the air itself was pressing down on me. Kane and Zane stood right in front of me, their faces filled with fear and worry. I could see it clearly in their eyes, they were desperate for me not to do what I was about to do.Kane’s voice was quiet but serious when he said, “Sierra, please. This is madness. You don’t have to do this. There has to be another way.”I looked at him, feeling the warmth and care behind his words, but inside, I was shaking. I wanted to believe him. I really did. But everything felt so broken, like a puzzle with missing pieces I could never find. Then Zane stepped forward and added, his voice strong but worried, “You’re not thinking straight. Giving her your powers won’t stop anything. It’ll only make her stronger. We can fight this…together.”Hearing them talk about fighting together made my heart ache. I wanted to join them, to believe we could fix this without losing so much. But deep down, I knew it wasn’t that simple. I sh

ZANEMy chest heaved as I tried to breathe through the storm raging inside me. My heart was pounding so loudly I could barely hear my own voice.“Sierra, don’t do this!” I yelled again, stepping closer. “You’re not thinking straight! This isn’t the way to fix anything!”She turned to look at me slowly, and the moment our eyes met, something twisted in my chest. Her face was pale, streaked with tears, her lips trembling. But what broke me the most was her eyes, they were red, swollen… but full of a kind of calm I didn’t want to see. Like she’d already said goodbye to us in her mind.“Zane,” she said softly, her voice cracked but steady, “I have to. I’ve already made up my mind.”“No,” I snapped, shaking my head like a madman. “No. You’re just scared. We all are! That doesn’t mean we give up. That doesn’t mean we hand ourselves over to a psycho and hope she keeps her word. You giving yourself to her won’t fix anything. It’ll just make her stronger, Sierra. Strong enough to destroy every

SIERRAI slowly opened my eyes, and the first thing I saw was Ariel’s cruel smile, her eyes gleaming with that cold, wicked light. She was staring straight at me, like she was waiting for me to wake up. I blinked, trying to shake off the fog from the trance I’d just been in.She laughed, a cold, harsh sound that sent a chill down my spine. “Why do you keep doing this, Sierra? Entering trances and talking out loud like that?” Her voice was mocking. “Do you think I don’t hear you? You’re always so loud. It’s like you’re begging to be caught.”I swallowed hard, my heart pounding. “I wasn’t talking out loud. I… I wasn’t.”She shook her head slowly, still smiling that cruel smile. “Oh, but you were. And it’s adorable how you think that trance can help you. You keep hoping for the Moon Goddess to come to your rescue, but she’s gone. I destroyed her. She’s nothing but a memory now. You can’t destroy me because you’ve lost your greatest ally.”Her words hit me like a blow. I felt a wave of pa

KANEI sat on the edge of the porch, my elbows resting on my knees, hands clasped tightly. The sun had long set, but I hadn't moved. The air was thick with tension, and the silence among us was deafening.Zane paced back and forth, his movements restless. His eyes were wild, filled with worry."We need to find her," he muttered for the hundredth time.Dane leaned against the wall, arms crossed, his jaw clenched. "We've tried everything. Her scent disappears near the river. It's like she vanished into thin air."I looked up, my voice barely above a whisper. "Our bond... it's silent. I can't feel her."Zane stopped pacing, turning to face me. "She's out there, Kane. I know it. We have to keep looking."I nodded slowly, guilt gnawing at my insides. "I... I regret every time I wished she was gone. Now that she is, all I feel is pain."The door creaked open, and Dad stepped out, his face drawn tight with tension. His voice was low, rough like gravel. “Maya’s gone. And so is my daughter.”T

MAYAI sat on the cold stone floor, my back pressed hard against the unforgiving iron bars of the cage. The chill seeped through my clothes, but it was nothing compared to the cold emptiness settling inside me. My arms trembled, not just from exhaustion, but from the weight of hopelessness crushing down like a heavy stone on my chest. Tears poured from my eyes, warm and unrelenting, tracing hot paths down my cheeks and pooling quietly on my lap.“Please…” I whispered again and again, voice breaking with every plea. “Please, someone… anyone… help me.” The sound of my own voice echoed hollowly in the silence, swallowed by the vast emptiness of this prison. No footsteps answered. No voices called back. Just the cold, empty air and the darkness pressing in from every side.I looked down at the empty space beside me, where my daughter had been before being dragged away. Her soft breathing, the gentle rise and fall of her tiny chest, the faint movements as she slept or shifted, everything w